A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 391

Chapter 391

Third Person’s POV

“You won’t accept it? Humph!”

Dwight growled low in his throat, like an angry wolf. His sulfurous pheromones collided violently.

He glared at Melinda’s thin, pale face, his wolf cars slightly forward, about to accuse her of being narrow- minded, yet found himself at a loss for words.

Though “it’s never too late to mend,” no one says an apology must be accepted.

He sneered, his claws faintly gleaming, “What gives you the right to refuse? What?”

Melinda’s voice rose, her tone cooling.

Her voice no longer trembled, cedar pheromones carrying clear oppressiveness, “For favoring your lover and insulting your mate; for being arrogant and self–centered; for betraying your mate and being unfit to be a father; and for claiming to be a gentleman while acting like a petty person!”

Her vertical pupils shone through her tears, resolute.

Dwight, now furious and ashamed, shot back. “So I’m worthless in your eyes? Why did you try every means to mate with me then? Our mating was all your one–sided wish. I just gave in to the pack’s influence…”

“Shut up!” Melinda’s eyes turned bloodshot, her lips quivering again.

Speaking of their mating, she felt both shame and grievance.

me as your mate, which led to our

Naturally timid, she couldn’t hold back her

hold back tears only to break down in the

this guilt

vowed to be faithful to Willow and mustn’t feel any

I have to stay at Begonia Street. No, they say Begonia Street is to be taken back too, and my status as the pack heir

“You…”

her composure was gone, and

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her and throw

The pillow missed him.

like icy blades, “I’ve apologized. Whether you accept

but Paige grabbed his collar, her

claws flailing in panic, nearly falling, his wolf mane bristling with embarrassment. Paige gravely asked, her aura like a sunken log pressing into water, “May I say

Before he finished, a punch with the force of a wolf’s claw swung toward his face like

mouth tasting coppery. He spat out the blood, fury filling his chest,

roar, he saw Paige bow and gravely say, her oak–like pheromones laced with an apology,

Dwight back to his feet, her stern expression and aura undiminished. “Do

“Forgive? I’ll kill you!”

nearly bursting, his wolf claws

set on killing me, why should

tossed him out, dropping him on the porch like trash, then slammed

left on the stone steps, was hurriedly helped up by the omega and pack guards Luna Chloe